Paper Planes

So, I am back after a break. Had been so busy with office and studies that I just had no time for any other thing in life! Anyway, today what bought me here is actually not me. Its one of my professors, whose story was just so damn incredible that I just could not hold myself from writing about this brilliant story of his, that he shared with all of us in the class today. It made me believe that even today great people exists, people who care for their loved ones, people who consider and put emotions at a very special elevated place in their lives, for whom relationships matter more than any thing in the world: more than position, money, job, settling abroad etc. Hats off to this man! And believe me, even you will feel the same after reading about the turning point in this man's career. So, I will start the story from the very relevant point. This man's dream came true when he got a job in PWC in US. I mean, it would have been a dream come true for anyone on this plane...

I finished reading "And the mountains echoed" by Khaled Hosseini. Let me begin by getting you acquainted with the fact that I am a huge-huge fan of this one author. He is simply remarkable. With his books, I just have no patience to wait and read it leisurely. I mean, be it Kite Runner, be it The thousand splendid suns or be it this latest one, I have finished them all in a span of just 2-3 days! Even I feel astonished and wonder from where do I manage to steal time for his books! I have no idea and genuinely, I have no idea! I just leave everything and surrender myself completely to his books. Man, they have that power, that amazing command over you. The story just engulfs you and something continuously keeps on poking you from inside to know the story ahead. Anyways, back to the review of the book. It is good but only if you do not have the same expectations of Kite Runner from it. I loved the way it started. It began with a bedtime tale being told to two children, ...

So I know this one post is going to raise a lot of eyebrows. Primarily because this post is really not expected from a feminist like me! Each and every soul who's acquainted to me, is very well aware of the fact that one of my traits is of being an obsessive feminist. Anyways, this post has originated from few experiences that my friends, my sisters and yes, me too have faced. It will surely sound normal to most of you but it is painful for the person who goes through it. Also, I really don't want to generalize anything or I really do not mean to criticize anybody. The things mentioned in this post are entirely on the basis of my personal and my friend's experiences Let me begin with something that one of my siblings have to face daily because of her height. She is 5.9 ft.. I know she is very tall from Indian standards! But this rather than being a reason for her to be proud of, is a reason for her embarrassment! And you know what leads to embarrassment? Its the the co...

“I've no idea when I'm going to wear it, the girl replied calmly. I only knew that I had to have it. Once I tried it on, well... She shrugged. The dress claimed me.”   ― Isabel Wolff, A Vintage Affair Ok!!! So, there was a lot of hue and cry regarding my last post " Confessions of a shopaholic " and so, I decided to write a part 2 to the same which can also be considered as a sequel to the previous one:D So, I agree there are many many side-effects of being a shopaholic. Its not all that happy happy thing as it sounds! Yes, and that's so true... I mean each and every thing that I mentioned in my last post was completely true. That is the way I feel when I shop, I just go mad, just out of control! Actually, I am an untamed shopaholic, believe me! That's the right word for me. But don't you think everything that you are unable to control is just not good for you or for anybody? I realized it now! You know after spending almost each and every penn...

So, I am back after a hibernation phase of around a week:) No, I was definitely not resting! That is one luxury which is not made for me (or rather for which I am not made for!) or it will be more apt to say that it is a luxury which I just can't afford due to my super hyperactive brain!!! Anyways, I was unable to pen down anything from last few days as I was busy with the maddening thing of job change! Oh I tell you its super tiring... I mean the paper work, finishing the documents, dealing with tension, stress, getting acquainted with the new people, new job, new place! But finally I am over it so I am happy:D (n here comes my 1000 watt smile!) But I know coming weeks (probably it can stretch to months as well!) are going to be super hectic for me as I have a lot to learn and I am going to give myself to it completely! So, lets hope I am able to write regularly because when I don't do that, I start feeling guilty:( And I hate to deal with that! I have to give so many ex...

We all love to call ourselves perfect citizens of this nation. Think about it! Are we really perfect? Do we really put in any efforts to be  perfect citizens? Are we all mature enough to take this responsibility of calling ourselves perfect citizens??? Guess No! Anyways, I believe the first step towards being the perfect citizen is to be considerate towards other citizens ! So, today I really want to write about something where we tend to lose our tolenrence for each other completely! And that thing is Driving! Why is it so that while driving, alomost all of us become aggressive, we all just refuse to treat each other amicably? Why it so that while controlling a machine, we stop controlling our minds? Why do we allow our mind to reject every idea of driving peacefully and become considerate towards other drivers, vehicles people on roads! Anyways, I just want put down 10 unsaid and tacit traffic rules which we all sh...

At times I see people commenting or making fun of a person’s looks and outer appearance! I feel strange! I mean isn’t that so ridiculous? I just feel weird about it… and there is a reason to it… I agree we (all the people) come from different backgrounds, our upbringings are different, our nature, our personalities are also different but then there is one thing that is so common in all of us, and it is beyond our social status, our outer looks etc… and thats the thing with which we all (without exception) are made of: the bones, the blood and the flesh! Even the color of these things within all of us is same! And they all work on the same modus operandi for all of us. So when our internal systems are same, why do we so much bother about the external ones? When the color of our bones, blood and flesh is same then why are we so much obsessed about the change in the color of skin that covers them all??? Its all same inside, then why the outside things matter ...

Here is one of my fav quotes. Its simple, crisp and yet, so clear! Dolly Parton has given such a wonderful message in just few words! Hope you love it:

Sometimes, I wonder what is the definition of right and wrong in our society? Where does that thin line lies between appropriate and in appropriate acc to our society? I mean what so ever you do, this society which we live in will always judge you and criticize you! Even if they appreciate you on your face, they are definitely going to mock you at your back! This happens specially with women… Strange but that’s the reality of the society we breathe in! And we can't help it because we belong to a very closely knitted society! I have faced this many times: at school, at work everywhere! People are ready to judge you, to condemn you. At times, you feel like they are just in gaze of attacking you with criticism like a vulture and even if you don’t give them reasons, they have amazing abilities to find them! They can judge you (without your permission, mind it!) on the basis of your looks, your dressing sense, your way of walking, your way of talking, the kind of friends you have...

How true is the below quote!!! and how beautifully and effortlessly, John Lennon has put down the meaning and truth of life in one sentence! What do you think?

So there is this boy I love so much, Who makes my heart go up and down with a touch... It definitely was the love at first sight, That first look gave my heart the flight of a kite... I still remember his very first smile, In my stomach, it gave me so many butterflies... I still remember our very first meet, Blazing our hearts with such a tremendous heat... Even after six years of love and bliss together, You make me fall in for you every day, every month and every year... You have blessed my life with so much happiness and joy, How can you always create this magic O boy!... You have given a meaning to my life, I am really blessed to be your wife... I only and only have one single wish that we always remain together, Even death wouldn’t have the power to part us from each other... I want to live every single moment of my life with you, I want to grow old with you, I want to live with you and want to die with you... I love you!

Why do nights seem to be so desperate to get wet these days, The clouds come thundering playfully with a faze... Copying the night, even days become frantic to get drenched, Why is it so that their thirst never seems to be quenched... Looks like the clouds love to pour water on the earth, Does not want to leave even an inch of land in dearth... Nights start dancing as it hears the rumbling of the clouds, Days cannot stop tapping by seeing the hazy and murky crowd... Mist and fog covers the sky completely, Playing with the clouds and rain so discreetly... How much I wish this pouring to stop, The bright sun to appear and absorb all the water drops... I feel like the clouds tease me by veiling the sun, ‘Coz They know I love its brightness and for me, that’s the fun... Why do nights and days seem to be so desperate to get wet these days, And the clouds naughtily covering the sky and blocking the rays... Keep Smiling and stay blessed:)

I beg my soul to drag me into the ocean of dreams, Where there are only love fountains and streams... How strong and sturdy sometimes I get this feeling now, I have no idea who is going to help me, when, where and how! My heart asks someone to drag me into the sea of dreams, I have no idea about the reason of these weird feelings... Is it that I am fed up of the realty of this cruel and selfish world?, Is it that I feel in dreams my tensions will get curled... Is it my soul which doesn’t want to remain wake up now?, Is it my heart that doesn’t like the world’s reality anymore?... What is it that is pulling me far away into the sea of dreams?, Is it that it is more beautiful than our real world’s gleams?... What is it that is pulling me far away into the ocean of dreams?, Is it the fact that I can live my life there on my own regimes?... How strong and sturdy sometimes I get this feeling now, I have no idea who is going to help me, when, where and how!.....

Do you remember your first bicycle?, Did it have a bell that used to jiggle?... A pink beautiful bicycle, I used to own, Decorated with flowers and ribbons with matching tone... It meant to me more than anything, For me it was the only source of escaping... It bought me freedom and independence, Without license, I used to escape to the silence... Silence of woods, trees and gardens, After school, they used to be my warden... How much I used to adore my little bike, It used to take me beyond my home’s dike... I had the most beautiful cycle in the neighborhood, With so much pride I used to ride it in my childhood... It was almost like a best friend to me then, I felt it had heart, soul, feelings and compassion... I still miss that beautiful small pink bike of mine, The symbol of independence, freedom, love and so divine...

Another day would pass in a wink, In few hrs, in the night it would sink... And then a new day will come, With new hopes and optimism... In between lies the beautiful night, For few, it’s a reason of fright... Same is with our troubles in life, Which comes and goes like these nights... But one hope can keep you going in this race, However dark is a night, it has a new day to face... A day clear, amazing, dazzling and bright, The new hope fills it with all the colors of light... So ever again when you feel surrounded with problem, A phase where all you see is trouble, difficulty and loads of glum... Stand, Smile and confidently tell yourself, A new day will definitely be bought by an elf... Because after every night, how so ever dark or light, A new day has to come with full of colors so bright!

I look up at the sky and think, How old it would have been… Smiling like a teenager up there, At it’s girlfriend, being in affair… The sky is flirting with his love, Earth feeling shy seeing him above… When sky feels romantic, everything turns bright, With glowing sun in the day and sparkling moon in the night... It starts raining when the sky is sad, Rain being the tears of this lad… Winters arrive when the sky is enraged, In form of Snow, it shows its outrage… Autumn comes when he miss her madly, Trees shed their leaves when earth sings sadly… What a divine love, they both share, Being miles apart, still they care… They know they can never meet, Still devoted to each other in this discrete… I feel they are absolutely in love, They share a relationship that can never be shove… Wish all the lovers learn from them, To treat each other like a precious Gem… Keep Smiling Alwazzzz:)

Have you ever stared at the stars, Wish to fill all of them in some jars… Looks like so many eyes blinking so high, Of Gods observing the world from the sky… Then swiftly I get another thought, As if they are lamps lightened by lord… Then I feel they are dots on a beautiful blanket, That covers and keep safe everyone on our planet… And again my notion suddenly gets changed, From God to kids it gets exchanged… Now I feel they are blocks of a kid, Creating different shape is the looker’s bid… At times I feel they are dancers performing gracefully, On the stage of the sky they move and blink beautifully... Don't they look like a painting at times, Tinted by few artists in the pastimes… Sometimes their blinking looks like talking, With each other, about the world they are mocking… Blinking being their language to express, Even without words, so much they profess… Whatever is the truth behind these stars, I just feel like filling them in my jars...

I was standing on a beach, On the horizon, I wanted to reach... The waves going up and down, The sun being the ocean’s crown... That’s what I felt standing on the sand, With so many thoughts, my brain was cramped... Only if my thoughts would have been true, All the pains from the world would have flew... At the sunset, when sky’s color become red, It show the light to the ships on the water bed... The tides at night become ferocious, To take away the world’s deeds that were atrocious... If tides had the capacity to gush away all the pain, And happiness would have been poured by the rain... Sky showing the light to those who lost their ways, Moon and stars spreading harmony by their rays... Mountains being the guards to protect the whole world, In one happy place, whole world would have been curled ... Rivers would have been a bridge between all the countries, There would have been no fences and no boundaries... How beautiful and wonderful ...

There is one quote by Bob Marley which is one of favs. It sounds really arrogant but then how true is it for those who love to critisize others without reason... Have a look: "Who are u to judge the life I live? I know I am not perfect- N I don't live to be. But before you start pointing fingers... make sure your hands are clean" Keep Smiling! And next time someone criticizes you irrationally, you know the answer:D

Read an amazing thing on FB today. Have a look at the stages of life: When we are teenagers. we have time and energy but no money:( When we start working, we have money and energy but no time:( When we are old, we have money and time but no energy:( How ironic yet true is the above mentioned thing! Give it a thought! Half of our lives are wasted in working and acumulating money!!! We just forget about time! I feel at the last stage of life, when one looks back, he/she would calculate the good times spent with friends and family and certainly not the wealth which one has acumulated! So, understand the value of time! Nothing is more important than that... Keep Smiling:)